he said tonight, he'll give me his worldso genuine and sincere and frickin' purebut no, not yet fully innocent (gosh, we madea terrible mistake with one another, don't we) -but the clock's gonna strike twelve, everyone willcheer and it's going to feel great, i promise you -'cause we can start anew.fresh.when the clock strikes twelve,innocent.(like how we were before the year wrecked us apart)

he said tonight, he'll give me his worldi said in return - i'll give him mine.

the new year's confetti glitters,but nothing like his eyes.

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